Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

Everyone became alert.

But suddenly, a faint light flashed on the surrounding murals, and human figures emerged one after another, from static to dynamic, as if they were walking down from the murals.

They were wearing armor and holding swords, and they surrounded them together.

The defensive formation made a humming sound.

The few people inside the formation are temporarily safe.

"Are we going to be trapped here? What was the person who set the question thinking? How can we fight against a defensive formation?"

"Don't be a coward, just rush out and kill them all and you'll pass the level."

"This formation will be broken sooner or later, so we might as well get out of here sooner!"

Several people in the formation sat down.

Pei Yu, who usually dozed off, stopped dozing off and stared at those people intently.

"Perhaps, do you know the true god served by the eight ancient families?"

Pei Yu leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with a different light.

Ying Siqian picked up a worm and threw it on her shoulder. Pei Yu immediately wrinkled her nose, tightened her neck, and dared not move.

Ying Siqian urged with his fist: "Hurry up and tell me."

Millions of years ago, there was a great catastrophe in the world of cultivation. The way of heaven collapsed, and the spiritual veins dried up. A true god above the nine heavens volunteered to descend here.

The original intention was to save the people, but the process was bumpy and he met a strange man.

The man has a great appearance, acts boldly and unrestrainedly, and speaks differently from ordinary people.

He has absolutely no interest in ordinary power and wealth.

His most common saying is: "I want to become a god!"

The man was devoted to spiritual practice and had no interest in women, but he gained a bad reputation because of his appearance and gender.

His appearance made it difficult for him to practice cultivation, and noble ladies from aristocratic families constantly disturbed his mind.

That year, something happened that shocked the entire cultivation world.

The night of Chinese Valentine’s Day.

On the Huatai, everyone is paying attention.

As they chatted and laughed, wedding invitations fell like rain of flowers, and the man was trapped on the stage, unable to escape.

With all the powerful people present, the result should be within expectations.

At that time, the man, who was forced by various forces, was about to accept a marriage invitation.

This was the most exciting scene. The noble families guarding the rear had already begun preparing to play music. The people below the stage were cheering, and the tall buildings were also surrounded by monks.

At this time, a strong wind blew by.

The screams were muffled by the wind and sand.

The monks only saw a golden shadow flash in the air, and then they picked up the man and carried him away.

What was horrifying was that none of the monks present could move.

This was our first encounter.

Secondly, his gender also makes it difficult for him to make progress in this female-dominated world.

Each major city recruits talented monks who need to answer three questions: one is about family, the second is about the world, and the third is about job.

The man wrote a lengthy article denouncing family oppression, discrimination in the society, and unfair job positions.

First, people blame the strict ethical codes; second, people blame the lack of talent and intelligence; third, people blame the difficulty in maintaining dignity. All these injustices are heartbreaking.

Very good, a blatant challenge to the authority of women. Before the article was finished, the two sides started fighting.

The man was quite strong and ran very fast. Before leaving, he grabbed a handful of the city lord's hair and demolished the city lord's luxurious mansion.

The city lord was so angry that he gave him eight words: "Insolent and rude, simply outrageous!"

That night, the man who had suffered so much outside returned to his residence with a depressed look.

"You are so pedantic. When will the true God be born?"

The desire to become a god is too strong.

The true God was in fellowship with him, and seeing that he was distressed, He had thoughts in His heart.

She asked: "Why do you want to become a god?"

The man answered: "I want supreme power, to live as long as the heaven and earth; I want to understand the great way, to explore the mysteries of the universe; I want to transcend myself, to break away from the limitations of the mundane world; I want to save the world and the people, to protect all living things; I want spiritual perfection, peace of mind."

So...what if there is no god who can do it?

"Then I will be the first god to do it."

The true God is speechless.

I have never seen such an arrogant person.

As time passed, the relationship between the two gradually changed.

The true god gradually became interested in him, and the man witnessed her accumulating merits and slowly fell in love with her.

But God should not have seven emotions and six desires.

After the catastrophe, the eight messengers of the true God went down to the mortal world together to discuss the gap between gods and humans and strive to restore the true God.

The true God only said: "The only difference between gods and humans is their cultivation, not their essence."

The eight divine messengers said, "If the gods have feelings, the world will be in chaos."

"So when they couldn't reach an agreement, they started fighting." Pei Yu pointed at the eight people around him.

The first heads of the Eight Ancient Families were God's messengers. No wonder they have remained standing for millions of years.

Cen Jianshen was anxious: "Then let's go out and fight? Why are we sitting here?"

Ling Yun looked indifferent as he glanced outside the formation barrier and said, "If the true gods want to hurt them, our level will not be a defensive formation, but a killing formation."

The true god knew that once he took action, the eight gods under his seat would surely die, so he set up a defensive formation to protect himself and not hurt others.

Cen Jianshen pondered: "It seems that these eight divine messengers still have a place in her heart."

"Why don't we talk to them?"

Jiang Yao was speechless: "...You go."

See if there is any god who cares about you.

Although the previous wave of array operations attracted a large number of people, the long period of silence caused some fellow Taoists to turn around and leave.

Some of the rest were also complaining.

"Just wait and see. In less than a quarter of an hour, the divine messenger will surely destroy their formation."

Sure enough, not long after, cracks appeared on the periphery of the defensive formation.

The gods' messengers seemed to have noticed it and surrounded the area.

"I said it would be like this."

As soon as the words fell, the barrage fell silent.

The defensive formation suddenly emitted a wave, and a spiritual power that was closely connected with the envoy of God emanated from the center of the formation with irresistible force, forcing the envoy of God to take a few steps back.

？ ！！

Chen Zhou smiled: "Sustainable utilization is indeed more reliable."

There were attacks from eight directions and for a moment the whole palace was shaking. The golden light was blinding and the live broadcast mirror was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

The messengers of God were injured by the rebound of their own divine power. They covered their wounds and climbed up slowly, seeming a little confused.

The second wave of golden light was also released, which was even more powerful than the first wave.

The messengers of God began to retreat. They squeezed in front of the mural, raised their swords to block in front of them, as if they wanted to crawl back into the mural.

And Chen Zhou just sat there with a smile on his face: "Goodbye, I won't see you off, I'll come again next time."

The monk who was watching the live broadcast: "..."

The barrage of comments started scrolling wildly.

"Impossible! How can the defensive formation be changed into this? Is this an act?!"

"You are here to make fun of me, you say you can pass the level or not, tell me, are you a hater of the real person?"

"...I just showed the process of drawing the array pattern to the elder in my clan. The elder said that the last part was the stroke of genius, and it has the effect of using the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force."

"If you don't study hard and don't ask for help when you don't understand, you will be laughed at if you tell others about it..."

"As I watched, I couldn't help but copy and draw the array pattern..."

The scene in the other live broadcast rooms of Yunjian Live Mirror was extremely dangerous, with countless people fighting with swords, and everyone was visually exhausted.

Only on Shen Zhou's side there was silence. Although it was also extremely thrilling, the atmosphere was very subtle.

After Chen Zhou forced the envoy back into a corner like a demon king, he slowly threw out piles of classics: "Find a way out."

Has the Wenyuan Pavilion been emptied?

so much? ?

The five disciples' eyes went dark.

Ling Yun pinched his brows: "Master, I..."

I want to vomit blood again.

Chen Zhou glared at her and didn't tell her to go along, nor did he tell her not to go along.

Ling Yun curled his fingers.

Then she lowered her head in silence. Cen Jianshen covered half of his face with a book: "Accept your fate."

Chen Zhou sat aside leisurely, holding his sword.

Outside the barrier, the gods' messengers were leaning against the murals, looking weak, pitiful and helpless. Inside the barrier, five disciples were writing furiously without changing their expressions as if it was normal.

The contrast is too great!